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Emma Blackery

History Of Touches (Demo)

 

History Of Touches (Demo)

(الألبوم: My Arms Are Open - 2020)


I just wanna know
If I'm out of my mind imagining something
That doesn't exist to you

Because I always do this
As soon as someone shows me affection
I conjure up something
Without any discernible proof

Under the spotlights
We'll dance in the kitchen
Your hand on my waist
We'll spend the night kissing
A history of touches
Remember how you held me
And I didn't say a thing?
I thought my heartbeat gave it away
When I saw your face

I just wanna know
If I was on your mind in the morning after
The evening when I ran my fingers through your hair?

Because I always do this
As soon as someone gets a little close
I go and ruin it

By talking too much
And going too fast
And then running out of breath

In the moonlight
He sees what I'm made of
He doesn't make me feel stupid
And really isn't that enough?
A history of touches
And I remember them all
From the shoulders at the movies
To the embrace by the side of the road
When you didn't let go

(Tell me that you mean it!)
Turning all the lights out
Hoping that the answer comes with the morning sun
Lighting up the candles
Take her to your room
Speakers playing her favourite song, yeah
Turning all the lights out
Hoping that the answer comes with the morning sun
Lighting up the candles
Take her to your room
Speakers playing her favourite song, yeah

In the moonlight
He sees what I'm made of
He doesn't make me feel stupid
And really isn't that enough?
A history of touches
And I remember them all
From the shoulders at the movies
To the embrace by the side of the road
When you didn't let go

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